I headed for the hills today to fish some new to me streams. I arrived at the stream and began fishing immediately. I fished for about 10 minutes and the thunder started, then the black clouds came rolling over the ridge, the wind kicked up and I figured it best I get back to the truck.
As I made it back to the truck, the skies were blue and the wind was calm. The storm had moved on over the mountain. I started back fishing and about 20 minutes later, the same thing happened.
I resumed fishing for a while, but the catching was slow. I had picked up a few rainbows in between the false storm alerts, but it was really slow. The stream was really pretty even if the fish were taunting me. The fish were small and/or camera shy, so no fish pics for this stream.
I decided to call it quits for that section and drive up the mountain to fish the headwaters, hoping to catch the elusive wild brook trout. As I headed up the mountain, the weather got really nasty. I could see clear skies to the east, so I decided to head over the ridge and fish another stream, hoping for better weather.
It got a tad foggy the higher I got.
I arrived at the new stream, about 2000 feet lower elevation. The weather was perfect, but the wet roads were a sure sign it had already rained there. I found the stream to be slightly up, yet very fishable. The water was pretty stained, so I tied on a green weenie, I figured the trout could easily see it in the murky water.
I was quickly into some fish. I caught quite a few, all on the weenie. I did have a few rises and strikes on the dry. The best fish of the day refused to have his picture taken.
It was a good day, even though the catching was not great. I wore my waders today, thinking the water would be colder than it was. I almost roasted in those things, wet wading season is now here, at least until November.